The
promiscuous proliferation of tales concerning floating weapons
has made them a part of everyday folklore. Usually at night
(and, I conjecture, after an enthusiastic libation), Dancing
Blades sightings often consist of odd reflections in the darkness.
Closer inspection reveals weapons, suspended in the air without
any visible support, perpetually in motion as if enchanted
to dance.
Explanations range from demons to witchcraft, but most accepted
is the notion that these are the weapons of those who have
devoted their lives to the art of war, and as such, are unwilling
to leave the tools of their craft behind in death.
I have not seen such things myself, but I have in my time
encountered much stranger phenomena. It is hard to discount
such findings.
After all, it is best not to underestimate anything with a
sharpened edge.
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